Even Today, the Genius High School Programmer Cashes In on Day Trades, Completely Flustered by Beautiful Girls' Growing Affection. - Chapter 34: Why the Big-Breast Restriction?

Why the Big-Breast Restriction?

“Kousuke, I left the printouts here on your desk.”

Shingo placed the school handouts on the table.

“Yeah, thanks.”

“By the way, Yukina was super worried during lunch break. She kept saying stuff like, ‘I wonder if Kousuke-kun is eating properly…’ and ‘His mom isn’t around, so is he going to be okay?’”

“Exactly~ You’re so loved, it’s almost unfair~”

Ryuusenji and Hina immediately started teasing.

“It’s not like that. Yukina is kind to everyone,” I shot back.

“You still don’t get it. We told her we were just coming to drop off the printouts, but she insisted on making something and dragged us to the supermarket first.”

“So that’s what happened… I feel kind of bad now.”

“Well, why not just let yourself be spoiled a little? You’re not feeling well, after all.”

Maybe Shingo had a point…

For now, I decided to accept Yukina’s kindness without protest.

“Hey, hey, Kousuke~ Where do you hide your dirty books~?”

As expected. Hina grinned mischievously as she poked fun at me.

“Such things do not exist.”

“Liar~! Oh, I know—they’re on your computer!”

Hina pointed dramatically at the three monitors on my desk.

“Why do you even have three monitors? Don’t tell me you watch three naughty videos at the same time? Like a busty teacher, a busty nurse, and a busty high-school girl all together? So perverted~”

“What a genius idea. I never would’ve thought of such an inefficient use.”

And why the hell is it always big breasts with you?

“So flat chests really have no demand, huh?”

“Ryuusenji, stay out of this! You’re making it worse!”

Shingo was trying to comfort her with, “I like small ones too, you know~”

Hina wandered over to the bookshelf.

“Wow, you’ve got a lot of really difficult-looking books. Hey, what kind of rhythm is an ‘algorithm’?”

“It’s something like samba.”

“What’s ‘open source’? Is it for cooking?”

“Yeah, sprinkle it on yakisoba and it tastes great. Hina, can you be quiet for a bit? My fever feels like it’s rising.”

“Ehh, that’s boring~ Want me to touch your chest? Maybe that’ll cheer you up?”

“Can we drop that joke already?”

“Then how about some breast milk?”

“Go home. Seriously.”

Hina whined, “But I was just joking~” …but her relentless teasing mode was honestly exhausting.

Did she even remember I was sick?

The three of them kept making noise in my room for a while until Shingo finally muttered, “About time, huh?”

“Alright, we’ll head out first. We’ll leave the rest to Sakuraba-san.”

“Huh?”

The three of them waved cheerfully and said, “Get well soon!” before leaving the room.

From the hallway, I could hear Shingo saying, “The door is auto-lock, so you can just leave whenever,” and Yukina’s surprised voice replying, “Eh? Everyone’s going home already?”

You’ve got to be kidding me.

I was about to be left completely alone with Yukihime in my house?

Dad wouldn’t be back until late.

This was not good…

Knock, knock.

When I called out “Come in,” Yukina hesitantly opened the door.

“Um… it’s ready.”

Yukina stood in the doorway holding a tray loaded with various items.

“I’m coming in,” she said softly, then walked over to me. She carefully set the tray down on the small table beside my bed.